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Reading Slothfully

I was told in elementary school that I only could read at half the speed for success in college. Oh well, one benefit of slow reading is you get to live with the characters a longer period of time. I read in a vain attempt to better understand people. At my other homes, I'm known as a spouse, pop, guy in the choir, physical chemist, computer/web dilettante and child-care provider. In theory, I'm a published author, if you consider stuff like Quenching Cross Sections for Electronic Energy Transfer Reactions Between Metastable Argon Atoms and Noble Gases and Small Molecules to count as publications. I've strewn dozens of such fascinating things to the winds.

Currently reading

A Christmas Carol
Charles Dickens
The Way Some People Die
Ross Macdonald
Envy of Angels
Matt Wallace
The Fellowship of the Frog
Edgar Wallace
Code of Conduct (The Jani Kilian Chronicles Book 1)
Kristine Smith
A Good Death
Christopher R. Cox
The Black Cargo
John P. Marquand
A Highland Christmas
M.C. Beaton
Tales from Moominvalley
Tove Jansson, Thomas Warburton
Moominland Midwinter
Tove Jansson, Thomas Warburton

Fear of the Dark

Fear of the Dark - Walter Mosley This is the third (and last so far?) of Mosley's Fearless Jones novels. I took up Fearless Jones this summer as a break from Easy Rawlins, whose series I had apparently finished up last summer.

I think reading three such books in a short period of time wears thin. The schtick gets old. Still, the book posed an interesting problem. The crimes involved, in part, white victims. But the black victims would get no justice were the police called in. So Paris and Fearless had to work through things on their own. They tracked down all the bad guys, most of whom ended up being killed, for the most part by each other. The restitution, such as it was, was done through the intermediary of one of the white victims, one who had treated Paris and Fearless as regular human beings upon first meeting them.

As I've said before, I wish I could give plusses and minuses to ratings. This would garner a 4*- or a 3*+ rating, most likely. I was originally inclined to give it merely 3*s, but figured that might be a bit on the harsh side. It is a well-written, readable book, which illuminates a culture foreign to most of us, to our shame.